Chapter 51: In the Rain
As expected, it was still raining the next day. The morning run that Pu Tong had planned with his father also failed to happen...
On this gloomy, rainy day, the streets were almost empty, making the whole area feel especially quiet and deserted.
Pu Tong avoided the small puddles that had been soaked by the rain and walked straight toward the steamed bun shop he had not visited for a long time.
When his mother was at home, she would still make him breakfast. But today, when he was washing up, his father was still snoring away...
“Boss, give me four buns and a cup of soy milk.”
Pu Tong folded his umbrella and walked into the shop, not forgetting to shake off the tiny drops of water on it.
“Six yuan!”
The owner looked at the handsome young man who entered the shop and couldn’t help but take a few extra glances.
“Wait, why does this handsome kid look familiar?”
“Forget it, I’ll take it to go!”
After paying, Pu Tong felt that he was running short on time.
He would not be late for school, but mornings were a precious golden period for memorization. He really didn’t want to waste it.
Even after Pu Tong left while carrying his breakfast and holding his umbrella, the shop owner was still trying to remember where he had seen this handsome young man before.
“It’s a little cold.”
Pu Tong looked at the world beneath his umbrella. A wave of chill suddenly hit him, making him shiver. Without realizing it, he quickened his pace.
Near the school gate, there were finally more people around.
Except for students riding bicycles to school, who usually wore raincoats, most students were holding all kinds of small umbrellas.
Looking around, it was almost impossible to find two identical ones.
At a time like this, a tough guy holding a cute pink umbrella would definitely be a killer move...
When Pu Tong saw the big tree near the school gate, a bold idea suddenly appeared in his mind.
What if he kicked it once? The water drops would splash all over someone nearby. How exciting would that be?
A man remains a child until death.
Pu Tong pursed his lips, but in the end, he still didn’t dare lift his leg.
Just as he was planning to kick the tree, a car drove over from the opposite side and stopped right in front of him.
It was perfectly positioned—almost splashing water all over him.
The car door opened, and Yu Wanwan stepped out, waving at him.
“Take the umbrella!”
A mature woman’s voice came from inside the car.
Pu Tong frowned slightly.
He had heard this voice before.
He leaned down and glanced toward the driver’s seat, meeting the eyes of a young woman.
“Hello, Pu Tong. Nice to meet you. I’m Wanwan’s manager, Jiang Yun!”
The woman waved at him, a strong smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.
“Hello...”
Pu Tong couldn’t help but take another look at the seemingly ordinary car.
Could this be one of those low-key luxury cars?
“Let’s go, let’s go!”
Yu Wanwan took out a blue umbrella with white spots from the car and urged them.
“Why are you two still chatting?”
“Oh!”
Pu Tong looked at Manager Jiang, whose smile had grown even wider, with some confusion. Then he slowly walked into the school.
“Wait for me!”
The girl quickly followed him and walked beside him while holding the umbrella.
Actually, this was the first time the two of them had met each other at the school gate.
Without making plans beforehand, the chances of two people with irregular schedules meeting there were extremely low.
But today, they had coincidentally hit that tiny probability.
“You should be feeling...”
Pu Tong wanted to ask something, but the words stopped at his mouth.
If it was her period, it should still take a few days before it ended, right?
“Much better!”
Yu Wanwan pointed at the breakfast in Pu Tong’s hand and asked curiously:
“Don’t you usually eat breakfast at home?”
“My mom isn’t home.”
“Auntie seems to have gone to the northwest for an outside interview.”
“How do you know?”
Even Pu Tong himself didn’t know what his mother was doing. Was he even a real son?
“Auntie posted her schedule on Weibo...”
Yu Wanwan felt slightly embarrassed and explained:
“I just happened to see it while scrolling.”
Pu Tong actually admired his mother quite a lot.
She had ability and experience, but she simply didn’t like chasing major news events.
Instead, she always chose to interview ordinary people in everyday life.
Most of those things were small matters that nobody cared about.
But every time, she managed to report those stories and attract widespread attention.
From the heartbreaking stories of migrant workers whose wages were withheld, to the “elderly village” completely made up of lonely seniors, she reported on the struggles of ordinary people living in unnoticed corners of society, allowing more people to see another side of reality—the sadness hidden away from the public eye.
The attention that seemed meaningless to others could, for his mother, even if only a little, help those unfortunate people in her reports receive more attention and assistance.
The two put away their umbrellas and walked side by side, attracting curious looks from passing students.
Forget it.
An accidental meeting like this would probably never happen again.
Today, they might as well walk together.
Behind the classroom, there was already a pile of umbrellas placed there.
Pu Tong chose a corner spot and placed his umbrella there as well.
Touching the steamed buns that had already become slightly cold, Pu Tong felt that it was no big deal.
He sat down and began reading while eating.
“Is it delicious?”
Yu Wanwan looked at his actions with interest.
“Not delicious, but also delicious.”
“Huh?”
“I feel like it’s not tasty, but you would probably think it tastes good, because things in other people’s hands always seem better.”
“Tch.”.
Yu Wanwan didn’t care.
Although she had to admit that what he said seemed to make some sense.
To prevent the smell from spreading throughout the classroom, Pu Tong ate quickly.
Before long, three buns and a cup of soy milk had disappeared into his stomach.
“Gulp.”
He noticed his deskmate’s intense gaze and decided to be polite.
“Try one.”
The bun wasn’t spicy or irritating, so even if she was in that special period, she should still be able to eat it.
“Sure, sure...”
Yu Wanwan didn’t hesitate and immediately reached for another bun.
“It’s a little cold.” She murmured.
“You should be grateful there’s something to eat... By the way, shouldn’t you have already eaten breakfast at home?”
“I eat nutritional oatmeal every day. I’m almost tired of it!”
Yu Wanwan swallowed the bun in three bites. The corners of her mouth were even slightly shiny with oil.
“Wipe your mouth.”
Pu Tong rolled his eyes at her and began seriously memorizing his books.
A classroom on a rainy day always had a strange kind of charm.
Listening to the soft sound of rain outside the window and breathing in the damp, earthy smell of the air, it was surprisingly easy to calm down.
The rain outside became heavier and heavier.
Pu Tong was only thankful that he had arrived early.
If he had been lazy and came later, even holding an umbrella might not have been enough against such heavy rain.
Not long afterward, Lin Yuxi and Yi Zhi Xuenai arrived at the classroom, their clothes slightly wet.
This confirmed his guess.
“Why is the rain falling sideways?!”
The Japanese girl rubbed her hair and complained with a miserable expression.
“Probably because of the wind...”
Lin Yuxi took out a towel from her schoolbag and wiped her hair.
“Why did you bring a towel? Did you predict this?”
“You never know what girls carry inside their bags!”
Not just a towel.
Even if she suddenly pulled a pigeon out of her bag, he would probably believe it.
“Wipe mine too!”
The Japanese girl skillfully leaned her head over.
Lin Yuxi didn’t hesitate either and grabbed her head, rubbing it vigorously.
Rubbing your dog’s head...
After drying her hair, Yi Zhi Xuenai almost felt dizzy from being shaken around.
“I thought the bamboo helicopter on my head was about to take off...”
Pu Tong had told her about many episodes of Doraemon, and the girl had become completely obsessed.
She constantly dreamed of owning a robotic cat.
It had to be said that Japanese people really had a natural advantage when it came to being overly imaginative.
“By the way, I already finished drawing the first chapter of Doraemon. I drew it according to your description, and I decided to upload it online at noon today!”
The Japanese girl suddenly remembered something and quickly added:
“I wrote both our names as the authors. After all, this was your idea!”
If Yi Zhi Xuenai’s drawing skills were good enough, then the Doraemon manga would definitely become popular.
As a super-famous IP, Pu Tong felt that the original creator would definitely earn a lot of money.
Besides, he couldn’t draw manga himself.
This time, he was actually benefiting from the Japanese girl’s help.
“But I’ve always had one question. Why is Nobita always so stupid and unlucky?”
“Maybe meeting Doraemon used up all the luck he had in his entire life...”
How lucky did someone have to be to meet another person who changed their life?
Even if it used up all the luck they had for their entire lifetime, it would probably still be worth it.
(End of Chapter)
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